Chapter 162

Chapter 162



The next day, bright and early, Eliana showed up at the hospital with an elderly lady in tow. Unsure if Marilyn would recognize me, Eliana planned to have me wait outside just in case. Finally getting through the long line, Eliana came back fuming with the registration slip in hand. "Can you believe this? A scalper sold a specialist's appointment for a grand?"

"If I knew this was such a cash cow, I'd bring a lawn chair and camp out here daily."

Listening to her rant, I couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety in my stomach.

If my dad's situation was indeed tied to Garfield, then wouldn't Marilyn recognize me too?

Eventually, we decided I'd wait in the hallway while Eliana checked if there was anything off about Marilyn.

Eliana's appointment wasn't until noon, and it was a good while before she and the elderly lady reappeared.

"How did it go?"

Eliana steadied the elderly lady, signaling me to step aside.

"The lady is alright, regular medication and rest should do her good."

are mostly terminal cases. Most people I saw were there out of desperation, and

Dr. Thompson is kind. She's warm to everyone, regardless of their financial status, unlike other

meaningful look, and I

patients came from all over, the chances of their crimes being linked back to them were slim.

far and wide, making it

Marilyn was known for her equal treatment and compassion. If I were in dire straits, I'd probably go out of my way for someone who cared for

were about to leave,

I'm off to a surgery, my

the woman paused, a flicker of panic in her

immediately as

to know me, and

her glance

"Ouch~"

I, along with a

repeatedly, "I'm so sorry,

was

helped by the ugly scars, possibly burn marks, on his

nurse quickly came over, "Emory, are you alright? We've

need to clean

Just taking care of

and even helping

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